We walked around a bit until we found the overpriced fried dough we all so desperately wanted. The kids wanted theirs drenched in chocolate. Cait, who isn't a big chocolate lover, ended up hating hers and I (very) grumpily gave her my beautiful powdered sugar fried dough, and tossed hers in the trash.
The kids attended their weekly gym class.
And finally, the kids earned a new stripe on their karate belts!